Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Fireflies In The Garden - Poem by Robert Frost

Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.


Comments about Fireflies In The Garden by Robert Frost

  • Gold Star - 11,992 Points Jayatissa K. Liyanage (8/21/2014 6:51:00 AM)

    Fireflies per se have no value or importance in our day to day life. Yet, in poetry they come in to limelight more often for different reasons. I like the context in which fireflies are taken and the writing by and large. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 3:21:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 22,986 Points * Sunprincess * (10/26/2012 7:04:00 PM)

    wow very picturesque and would make a very nice painting..fabulous! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Andrew Hoellering (5/28/2009 9:23:00 AM)

    The thought of fireflies trying to emulate 'real stars' is as way out as it is wonderful, but Frost follows their initial glow of success with a last line that is both true and unexpected and makes the poem, which combines complete simplicity with total technical mastery. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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